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Third Ultimate Gift: We Live Vigorously, Well Past 100
Fourth New Frontier of Happiness
The fourth and final new frontier of happiness in tomorrow's Neo-Tech Era also reached back into childhood to the carefree happiness that got lost in adulthood. Consider that life was bigger than life for the father and his sons because they used Neothink techniques from the future Neo-Tech World (presented in the Fourth and Sixth Visions). But they still lived in this 20th-century society, under the old code. Therefore, they could never have the same carefree sensation they did as children. You see, they could never escape the tragedy of moving toward "the end".
When the grandsons were children, Grandma and Grandpa were as young as Dad was now. Dad was over sixty now. When everything was bigger than life as children, everything was also carefree. Grandma and Grandpa were still young and Dad was in his prime. Everything was wide open and life had so many adventures for the grandsons. No one really knew about or talked about death. Death was so far in the future that, as children, the grandsons never even thought once about it. They were just happy and carefree. As they grew older, however, old-age and death closed in on their family.
Grandpa was gone now. The father and his sons were too busy with their worldwide business to go back to see Grandma. The aunts, uncles, and cousins were spread across the country and busy with their lives. Grandma sat alone, every day, trapped in the silence of no one there...nothing and no one but the memories. She went to bed at 7:00 pm every evening, for just getting ready for bed gave her something to do.
One of the cousins or uncles visited Grandma every once in a while. When they did, her life lit up. Those short-lived happy visits also brought a sad nostalgia into the beach house as they brought back memories of the way things used to be, before the tragedy of life -- death -- closed in on Grandma and took her husband and friends.
A younger person could get through even the worst tragedy, for that person would have a life still before him. But Grandma did not have a life still before her. When Grandpa died, she could not get through the tragedy. Instead, she suffered day after day in the quiet house where everything once happened. Oh, the desire for the way it used to be hurt! Every day...every day...every day.
One of the grandsons took perhaps his last trip across the country to see Grandma. He had not been here for several years. Everything looked the same as when he was a boy. But everything was empty -- the yard, the beach, the breakfast table. He could remember the carefree happiness he and his brother and father used to feel here. But the carefree happiness was gone -- even in them...three men whose lives were still bigger than life. For the first time in his life, he longed for the past -- for the carefree happiness again. He longed for Grandpa to be back at the breakfast table. He longed for Dad to be a young man again. He longed for his cousins to fill the yard again...back when they were young and life was carefree. Each day, the desire for the way it used to be gripped him and did not let go.
The next day, he walked through the big front yard to the little storage shed. He opened its door, and there was the plastic brown bat and the whiffle ball! Who was the last one to touch that bat? He wondered, smiling. Was it Hammy; was it John; was it himself? He wanted to pick up the bat, but instead pushed close the shed door. As the door was closing he saw, neatly folded in the corner, the tent. ...All the happiness and life had abandoned this wonderful place.
The last day of his visit, he finished looking through the photo albums. Grandma was with him. He found an old newspaper clipping announcing his Grandma and Grandpa's engagement -- 60 years ago. There they were, a picture of Grandma and Grandpa engaged...just about 20 years old. What a striking couple. Grandma looked so beautiful, so vivacious with a hint of mischief in her smile. She looked so deeply in love with Grandpa. Could this beautiful girl be Grandma?
As he now looked at Grandma, she giggled as he pointed to the picture. Suddenly, he could imagine that same giggle in the beautiful young girl with the dimples in the picture. He could see and hear the young girl doing that same giggle, with that same smile. But the girl in the picture had a whole life before her. She had the carefree happiness back then -- glowing in her beautiful face. Oh Grandma, he thought, how can I turn time back 60 years for you? "It seems just like yesterday," Grandma sighed.
Just "yesterday", Grandma had everything. She had beauty and bubbling happiness and intense love. Sixty short years aged away her beauty. Even more tragic, 60 years took away and killed her happiness and love. Sixty years made everything go from beautiful, carefree, happy, and from deeply in love to old, painful, sad, and deeply suffering from the loss of her lifelong love. Sixty short years changed everything from wonderful to suffering.
When the grandson came here to visit Grandma, he had come with his sister. During their visit here, he and his sister remembered a deep, long-lost place inside themselves once filled with their childhood carefree happiness, gone forever into memories. ...Now, the time had come to leave. His sister's plane was to leave two hours before his. As she said good-bye to Grandma, most likely for the last time, the grandson sat in the living room and listened to their softly spoken parting words. When his sister left, Grandma closed the door and went to her room. He heard her crying.
When she stopped crying, he suddenly noticed the quietness of Grandma's house. He had never known such quietness here before, not like this. Whenever he visited, loud and joyous talk and laughter filled the house. Even when he and his sister were the only visitors, still their own voices filled the house. But now with his sister gone and Grandma in her room, he noticed a quietness he never knew before. Oh, what a sad quietness...the quietness of life lost and good times gone forever.
For the first time, he saw life from Grandma's perspective. She lived in this sad quietness from the time she woke up till the time she went to bed, every single day. And she had no way out, nothing to move her through this tough time in her life to better times. For, all her good times had come and gone. She suffered in this sad quietness day after day. Oh Grandma, how did this happen to you? How did things end up this way? You made us all so happy and gave us all such beautiful carefree times when we were children. You did not deserve this.
Soon, he had to leave for his plane. When he said good-bye to his Grandma, they both silently knew this was the last time. They looked at each other in the doorway. He hugged her. This hug was different than any he had given her before. He held her against him. Her head rested sideways on his chest. She did not get hugged or held by anyone anymore. They knew that this would be their last embrace. When he let go, her eyes were filled with tears. He nearly lost his composure, but managed to say good-bye. As he turned and walked away, he felt his childhood drain from him. For the last time, he walked through the big yard where he and his brother used to sleep in the tent. He would never again see these surroundings of Grandma's. His small remains of carefree youth left him as he left Grandma.
He knew that inside the house, Grandma went to her room and cried. When she stopped crying, the lonely silence returned.
When we were young children, we were swirling around at the very top of the very wide funnel of life. We were carefree, worry-free. Tragedy was nonexistent. And life seemed bigger than life with so many new experiences in that very wide opening of the funnel of life...filled with the potion of life swirling us around into new, unexplored adventures.
Now grown up, we can retrieve the bigger-than-life sense of life by building new experiences of life. But life's potion still gets pulled down the funnel. Life steadily leaves the funnel until, like Grandma, 60 years later each one of us drops into the final tube at the bottom of the funnel of life. In that final tube, our loved ones around us begin to die -- spouse, brother, sister, friends. But this time, we will not move past the tragedies. For, we will be caught in the final exit tube at the bottom of the funnel of life. So little life left. Soon our final drop of life will fall from the funnel of life.
Grandma died the next year. Now Dad moved toward his final exit tube in the funnel of life. Nothing could stop it. Life for Dad and his sons moved from carefree days in the past toward tragic days ahead. The unbreakable love they built among each other would be mercilessly broken by death. They built their bigger-than-life company, goals, and achievements together. Yet, they would lose all that and then their lives. Dad was the first to go. From there on, all carefree happiness in his sons was extinguished forever. In just a seeming flash of time, his sons entered their final tube in the funnel of life. This time, they were not saying good-bye to Grandma, to their carefree youths, and to all the wonderful times at Grandma's beach house. This time, they were saying good-bye to each other, to their own lives and loved ones, and to all the wonderful values they built together.
Why could not life for Grandma, Dad, and his sons ever again be like it was when they were children? Two life-lifting sensations are lost when we grow up under the old code:
I witnessed that under the new code, both the bigger-than-life sensations and the carefree happiness came back in the Neo-Tech World. The Third Vision took me there and showed me that life was bigger-than-life again after the job revolution (the Fourth Vision) as we excitedly built and lived our dreams. Moreover, the carefree sensations came back after we depoliticized America and ended big-government regulations to set free rapid medical progress that eradicated fatal diseases and slowed down and eventually cured the fatal disease of cellular degeneration -- aging...death.
When the Neo-Tech World arrived, the thought of dying, which robbed us of our childlike carefree happiness, went away for another 50 years, even more eventually. When the demand for longer life was answered by unburdened super entrepreneurs who evolved into God-Man and drove super technologies into new dimensions, and people no longer got old until well in their 100s, then the carefree happiness known today only in children returned to adults.
The Neo-Tech World saved us from emotional diminishment and lifted us to the next level of happiness: we lived with four new frontiers of happiness: the celebration, the preciousness, bigger-than-life excitement, and carefree happiness. Those new dimensions of happiness made us desire to live forever and summoned the geniuses of society to advance technology toward that end.
Under the old code, uneventful years would be all we would have left...for our one short experience of life in all eternity. Under the new code, we were like children with so much to do...so much to experience. Life was bigger than life again. Every new day was packed with excitement. We achieved both the technology and the desire to live a lot, lot longer. We enjoyed the Neo-Tech World's Third Ultimate Gift: perfect physical and mental health for a long, extended life of happiness.
Today in the 20th century, our God-given right (i.e., the natural state of God-Man) to perfect health and to the four new frontiers of intense happiness is kept from us by our mystical acceptance of higher "authorities" or neocheaters. Of course, those neocheaters exploit our mysticisms, our bicameral longings for guidance, and they cleverly provide that guidance through their massive programs for the "public good". Programs for the "public good" are mystical illusions that politicize our lives and rule over us. The neocheaters get enormous power, prestige, and they control enormous wealth. On the other hand, we get suppressed in the old code with growing diseases, stagnation, and short lives.
Looking into the Neo-Tech World, no more external "authorities" or neocheaters remained after we left behind our mysticisms. The geniuses jumped ahead into Neothink and brought us enormous buying power and perfect health. Thereafter, we too jumped into Neothink. The four new frontiers of happiness appeared before our eyes and brought us back to a beautiful, lost world.
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